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Evan's pov
I quickly hop out of bed and run downstairs, to see mom sitting in the couch, all dressed and ready.
"Evan, go get dressed. I know you and Connor have plans for today." I nod and go back upstairs. I quickly put on my khakis and light blue button up. I put on my shoes and tie them quickly.
Well, as quickly as I can. It's still a hard task to do with a cast. I hurry back down to the living room and mom and I get in the car.
"Evan, we should have a talk, okay?" Mom looks at me as she starts the car.
"R-right now? " I stutter.
"Yes, but relax. You aren't in trouble." She promises as she pulls out of the driveway. I visibly relax.
"What about? " I ask.
"You like Connor. As in you have a crush on him." She states the apparently known fact.
"Y- yeah" I look out the window, my face red.
"He's struggling. He needs someone to show him life is worth living. He needs you." Mom keeps her eyes on the road while she talks. "It isn't going to be easy to help him at all. But I know you can do it."
"... And if I can't? " I whisper. "What if he does kill himself..." I mess with a loose thread on my shirt.
"Then at least you made his life brighter while you could. I see the way he looks at you. His eyes sparkle and he seems to forget everything but you, Evan." As she speaks, tears roll down my cheeks.
"That d-doesn't mean anything..." I whimper.
"Evan, you and I both know it does." She stops the car and I look up to see we are at the hospital. I see the Murphy's car as we walk up to the building.
I see Connor coming into the lobby and run inside to hug him. I quickly wrap my arms around him and he chuckles, doing the same.
"You act like you haven't seen me in forever. " He laughs.
"Last week was forever ago. " I mumble into his chest. "I missed you."
"I missed you too. It's nice to have a friend like you here for me." He sighs. My heart drops a little.
"Yeah, anything for you, pal..." I plaster on a smile.
We all walk outside, except mom, seeing as she has to work anyways. The Murphys say bye to connor and he and I walk to my mom's car.
I have the keys to her car and I hand them to Connor. "Can you drive? " I ask.
"Sure. Just give me directions. " He nods. We get in the car and I buckle up. Connor starts the car and we pull out of the parkinglot.
For the next forty five minutes I direct connor down a winding country road. Eventually we come to an open field thats lined with trees. We get out and I take a deep breath of the clean air.
"Whoa." Connor gasps in awe.
"I know. Amazing, right?"I smile.
"Very amazing. " he agrees. "Those trees are breathtaking."
"Here's where I broke my arm" I point at the tallest tree. "I fell out of the very top of that tree. "
"That's quite a fall. Your lucky to have survived. " Connor glances at me
"I don't know if lucky is the word. " I sigh.
"Why wouldn't it be? Unless... it wasn't an accident." Connor looms over me "did you fall, or did you let go? "
"I-i fell... I fell. E-everyone knows i wouldn't have done that on purpose..." I feel my palms get sweaty and my breathing pick up as I feel Connor's eyes staring into my soul. He's completley psychoanalyzing me.
"Or that's what they want to believe. Evan, I see through your facade. You aren't able to just power through things. You hate being alone, but it's easier to be alone than to communicate with others. You have your own baggage. Everyone thinks you only suffer from social anxiety. They don't realize how depressed it's making you, do they? " Connor asks.
I feel my breathing pick up as tears roll down my face. It's painful how correct he is. "I-i don't want t-to talk about this..." I hyperventilate.
"Did you fall or did you let go? " Connor asks again.
"I let go, okay! " I shout, my voice echoing through the orchard. "I hate being the loner kid who can't even get called on in class without hyperventilating! I hate sitting alone at lunch because I'm scared of the peers around me! I hate it, Connor! I fucking hate it!" I'm on my knees, breaking down completley at this point. Yet, Connor just stands there, looking down at me. "A-are you gonna just ditch me too? ! Or hang out with me just for the laughs, like Jared?!" I glare up at him through my tears.
"No. But now that I've finally seen the real you, I can help you. And genuinely relate with you when you need me too." He kneels in front of me. "Youre a geode. To see who you really are, I had to break you." He wraps his arms around me and I bawl into his shoulder. "Evan?" Connor hums my name.
"Mhm...?" I sniffle.
"Let's make this our place... okay? This is the place where we can come to together when we need to talk. Alright?"
"O-okay..."
"And evan, one more thing." Connor gently lifts my head from his shoulder and closes his eyes, pressing his lips against mine.
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our place (connor x evan)
Fanfictionthere's a new student in evan hansen's grade. he doesn't talk to anyone, or do anything. the only reason evan even pays attention to this new kid is his sister. she's absolutely breathtaking. but is she really the apple of Evans eye?
